Luyện nghe bài hát Oceanic Motion

all around, back and forth, the smell of insignificance.
I'm used to it now, I reek of it.
the of the air was tangible today, it was way too heavy for me.
I up an hour earlier,
I am eager to amaze for all the things that I could do,
but definitely won't, during this loose hour.
another day, mundane,
another on the surface of the 7" ep,
is my life... it keeps on bouncing!
(all around, and forth)
my "columbian (medium roast) with rich flavor" coffee.
expensively tasted like water today.
the "normal and subtle" sour couldn't be sweeten at all,
no matter how I it.
how times have I wonder if this taste wasn't impregnated in my mouth?
and once (and as always),
I'm a delightful conversation.
with the refrigerator by my side, he's complaining,
I'm used to his of views now, his constant mumbling...
drastically sarcastic, has bitter has my coffee.
he seems to an opinion about everything?
an instant passed, then I that I have an optic sense.
ah, there its is, my 4th floor of a sunlit back alley.
there, an ant-like man is wandering,
nervously all around, back and forth.
and once the is gone, sure that nobody's there
(Unaware that being stared at),
unzip his pants and ungraciously himself
in order to his way trough my alley.
I am almost has relieved as he, he's finished,
but for different reasons.
happily confined, hollow and unfulfilled.
I think go back to sleep.
(Is it possible to be on firm ground?)